Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY in any way shape or form, I'm just the writer of a bad fanfiction.
Tears streamed down the face of the wolf faunus as he ran as fast as he could. He was so tired. Of running, of the skirmishes, of everything that had transpired in the past few weeks. It had been hard, they were finally settled in a new place. The "bad" people as his mom had called them were not going to find them there. It was safe, his mom had reassured him. But find them, they did and now he was in this mess. He tripped and fell, tumbling down a hill. Leaves and branches crashed into him, scratching him in places he could never imagine. He slammed into a tree at the bottom of the hill, tiny droplets of blood beginning to form. He curled up into a ball, what was the point? They had always found them and this time was no different. No one was going to come and rescue him, no one cared. The only person who did was dead by the hands of the White Fang. All of this because they didn't want to join. The last words of his mother resonated within his mind, "Run. Don't stop."
His mind raced, thinking back to everything that has happened. Village after village had been burned by White Fang fanatics just because they wanted to co-exist peacefully with the humans. This one was no different and each time this has happened, they had always gotten closer and closer to being captured. Finally, they had caught up and his mother was dead because of it. He wanted to scream, in frustration, in anger, in some way to let the torrent of emotion welling up inside of him out. He struggled to his feet. He couldn't afford to wallow there any longer. That would just be wasting his mother's sacrifice.
A branch cracked behind him and he whipped around, eyes widening as he took in the sight of the White Fang squad. The leader smirked underneath his mask, claws extended in a fighting pose.
"Well, well, well. Look who we have here? A poor little kit needing our guidance after the tragic death of his mother. Now, my dear. Why don't you come with us? We are family after all and we will teach you the true way of the faunus." He paused, edging closer. "Don't you want to join the cause. Helping oppressed faunus like you from having to constantly be ridiculed by those humans. Finally being on equal footing with them, Cobalt?"
Cobalt tensed up at the sound of his name, his ears lying flat against his skull. The glare of his glowing yellow eyes pierced the night. The White Fang leader noticed this and laughed. "You really didn't think we wouldn't know you and your mother's names after chasing after you two for so long? Especially after all the good work your mother has done for us?" Cobalt's eyes widened.
"You didn't know? Your precious mother used to work for the glory of the White Fang. But she was weak and she left us! She couldn't continue the glorious task that she had been given in that would have put Faunus on equal footing with all humans!" The leader spat at him while the rest of the squad raised their weapons.
Cobalt was shocked, stumbling back a step at this news. It was all too much. With so many thoughts and emotions racing through this mind, it felt like it was slowly crushing him to pieces. He just wanted for everything to stop. He let out a sudden scream, the sound crippling several of the more sound sensitive squad members. What began as a slight pressure experienced by Cobalt and the squad surrounding him became a overwhelming force slowly grinding them down towards the earth. The leader cursed and tried struggled to get to his feet but couldn't, that mysterious force was pressing into him. Slowly the vegetation began to groan as the leader began to cough up blood as the pressure grew. Then with a giant crack, the trees began to fell around them one by one. The White Fang squad leader managed one final effort to lift his head to a enormous tree about to fall upon him. To Cobalt, it seemed as if the crash of the giant tree could be heard for miles. The smell of blood wafted towards his nostrils. As the sun began to rose it revealed the crushed dead bodies of the White Fang squad members resting underneath the remains of a decrepit shattered old tree. Only the lone wolf faunus was left, staring blankly at the decimated corpses.